When Your Demon Takes Over

  "Let's begin." They lead the way to room in his basement it was dark and cold down here. I knew instantly I didn't want to be here. I should have asked Brandon to come with me. No I couldn't have he can't even know what the project is about. They motioned to a chair in the middle of a room the was lit with random hanging lights. I saw tarp on the ground and on the walls with boxes full of stuff. I sat in the chair fear filling my veins. 

"Remember if you can't do this just say his name."

I stayed in the chair as I saw them set up two cameras one on the left and the other on the right. They turned them on I saw the red lights. They went back to the boxes. I saw Justin grab two pieces of cloth. He came over and wrapped one across my eyes and the other one tied around my face then shoved into my mouth. 

"dfnd lknd oei odfjoie (What are you doing?)" My voice was mumbled and you couldn't understand what I was trying to say. 

"Oh is crazy trying to say something? I think she is trying to tell us to do whatever we want. Don't you think Justin?" I tried to scream but it only came out as a mumbled whisper. I watched them come over to me standing by my sides. 

"Hello everyone this is craz-Max she has openly allowed us to do the following you see in this video. She is the test subject for our science final. We will be testing to see how long the body can endure a beating. Wish her luck since she doesn't have big ol' bodyguard to protect her tonight." I screamed and screamed but it only earned me a punch the back of the head I choked on my spit and felt tears slide down my face. They did rock, paper, scissors to see who went first. Justin wrapped his hand in cloth I'm assuming to protect his knuckles. Oh god please let them take it easy on me. I felt the first punch to the stomach and I wanted to vomit as I gasped for air. He punched me over and over in every place he could reach. Mike finally pulled me out of the chair and held me up by my arms. I felt my knees give out as he kept punching my stomach. Why was he focusing on my stomach? Finally, Mike dropped me to the ground I curled into a ball trying to make the pain go away. 

"She thinks we are done. But our project is to see how long the body can endure and it seems like she can still move and breathe so we aren't done." Justin pulled me up by my hair I screamed at the pain. 

"Yay, it's my turn. This is for what your boyfriend did earlier." I felt him kick me in the head and my legs then my stomach. I started to cough and I felt the cloth in my mouth get wet. 

"Oh god, I'm coughing up blood. Why are they going for my stomach? Unless...no no please tell me he used a condom." 

I fell to the ground as my vision become so blurry I didn't even believe there was such a thing as shapes. 

"You stupid crazy whore you are probably pregnant so I'm taking it in my own hands to kill it. Since you probably already were planning on keeping it." I felt a kick in the stomach so hard I felt something die. 

"sdn nonf nfsofnowi. (I'm not pregnant)." I tried to say it as cleary as I could but I was in so much pain I could barely breathe. 

"Shae"

"They pulled me back into the chair and grabbed something I couldn't make out since my world was a spinning blur. 

"I always hated your stupid hair. So bright and annoying." I heard the sounds of scissors as they cut my hair. I cried so hard and screamed over and over. My hair was the only thing I liked about myself. 

"Shae"

He shoved a lock of hair in my face. It was so big. I felt a burning down the left side of my face then felt blood drip onto my hand. I was coughing blood constantly and now I was bleeding. Someone pulled up my sleeve. 

"Look at the whore with all of these cuts on her arm. Do you wish to die? Is that what these are from, wanting to die? Well, honey I could end you right here and right now. Just say the word." His eyes were filled with so much hate, was there ever a little boy in there? 

"nog (no)" 

"I think she said yes Mike" I tried to get out their grips but I was too weak. I felt him carve my skin with the blade of the scissors. I saw my life fading. I began to see every moment of it. The days my dad would come home and play with me. The day when he died. Every moment that my mom cried. And every moment of Brandon saving me from the bullies. 

"Shae" I felt everything go black I felt like I falling down the deepest hole there ever was. 

"Max come on wake up. Wake up, please. I need you." I could hear someone talking. I couldn't open my eyes or move my body. I was forced to listen to the sounds of someone crying next to me begging for me to wake up. But I am awake I just can't prove it. I heard someone else come into the room.

"Sir you need to go home you can come back tomorrow. She needs quiet and you look like you need some rest." Was that a doctor. Wait does that mean Brandon was the one crying. It worked. Saying his name worked. Wait what if I tried it again. 

"SHAE SHAE SHAE" I screamed into the void around me. But nothing happened no one showed up to save me. I was alone. Utterly alone and had no idea on how to prove I was awake. 

"I'll come back tomorrow as soon as I can. Max, please don't leave me. I need you more than anyone will know. I love you." And the voice was gone. All I heard was a distant beeping. I tried to sleep but only found myself in a scarier world when I did. 

"Brandon save me please, I'm scared. I don't know if I can wake up." I said to myself somehow hoping he'd hear me.